I remember when Chris had her calves in the milk stantions attempting to wash them. The hired mad came in and told her that she couldn't use the stantions because the floorboards were getting slippery thus making it impossible for the cows to be able to stand whilst milking them. He then removed the hose, picked up the bucket and carried them outside to the hydrant beside the hog pen. That's the first time I ever saw Chris throw a teenaged tantrum; it was funny.

Diane, I wonder if Chris would have used her "cast-ed" hand to karate chop any of you if she had found out! I had no idea that cow heads were so tough. If you ask me, anyone working with these ladies is brave indeed! :)

I swear, we vow that "this is our last year!" every year when we are trying to get one lazy son to go out and train his steer! We had a good laugh a couple of days ago though...

Colten has only gone out and washed his steer a couple of times since school got out, but he takes it and puts it in the chute to wash it. A couple of days ago they turned the steers out into the pasture for a few hours and Brian comes in and tells me to look out the window. I looked out and there was Colten's steer, standing in the chute. He went in all by himself. We got a good laugh out of it and told Colten he needed to get out there cause his baby wanted a bath.

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Diane was born and raised on one of the last of the great old Southern Alberta ranches. A way of life that is fast disappearing now. Through her memories and stories, she keeps it alive. And even, at times, accurate . . .